Personal Essay About My Life

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As I started to think about my topic for my personal essay, I thought of birds. I thought about how I would like to be a bird and how free they are, but then as I wrote that essay I realized that not the one thing I want people to know about me. Growing up I was the baby in my family for 9 years, until my younger sister and brother came along and my family went from three to five. And that made me the middle child. My parents were never on the same page. My mom was passive and my dad was very controlling which started to take a toll on how my family dynamics were. Then third grade came around and we moved from Brockton, Massachusetts to Derry New Hampshire. And by “we” I mean everyone except my dad. So, after moving my older brother being four …show more content…
Every season I did a different sport. I started with Soccer, then moved to Cheer, then basketball, then switched over to volleyball. The sports took over my life and body. The pain the sports caused was unbearable, but being home was worse. I just pushed through, going to the chiropractor twice a week just to make it through each season. Then when the pain was too much I took up coaching so I could still stay out of the house, but also give my body a break. But coaching wasn’t a good enough distraction, I liked having to deal with the pain the sports caused to get away from the pain my home caused me. I learned though sports are only so many hours in a day that I still had to be at …show more content…
My mom swore to us that he would not be allowed to come back. But that lasted for a week. That next week he was moved right back in. I procced with my life, school, sports, friends, home, sleep and repeat. However, something was off. When I woke up to go to school I found my sisters’ car gone, I thought maybe I had over slept, I looked at the clock and it was 6:15 a.m. too early for her to be gone. I was confused. I went to school, just slowing getting though the day. Went to cheer, just doing the bare minimum, actually wanting to get home. I get home and go into my sister’s room. Everything is

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